She would marry him. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. " "I am here in Canton," she replied, simply. " "Why, my love," rejoined her husband, "appearances, you must allow, were a little against you. "After all, I believe we Chinese have the right idea. I’ve had my time and lost my chances. " And he hastily related the occurrences in Jonathan Wild's house.
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